Saturday, November 10, 2007

I DON'T WANNA ROCK AND ROLL ALL NIGHT OR PARTY EVERY DAY


OK. I talked at the Akron Public Library on Wednesday. Did a show with 0DFx that same night. Did some 0DFx recordings, hopefully for a new CD out soon, on Thursday. Showed Cleveland's Screaming in Cleveland last night (Friday), played another 0DFx show right after that, and tonight (Saturday) we have yet another 0DFx show. On Monday I'm going down to manly Mansfield for yet another Zen talk (info is linked at the end of the post below this one). Yeesh. The photo is of Jimi Imij (lead throat shredder of the mighty Defex) at the show Wednesday. On his chest is written "R.I.P GUNS." The Guns were a two-piece hardcore band that used to play loads of our shows. Sadly both have now passed to the Great Mosh Pit Beyond. We did one of their songs.

Last night I got to sleep at 4 AM, which is half an hour before I'd be waking up on a Zen retreat. I can do this kind of thing from time to time without any major ill effects. But I don't think I could keep it up on a regular basis. It's better for me to have a schedule that's a little closer to normal. I don't like waking up at 10 or 11. I used to do it all the time. Now I feel like I've missed the whole day. I guess the difference is in having experienced the morning -- I mean the real morning, just at dawn. Once you've experienced that it's hard to go back (like once you've gone Black). I don't think we're nocturnal creatures.

So anyway, being back in my home town means being back in the drama of friends and family. Oy vey. I hate god damned interpersonal bullshit drama. But there's one real important message I keep trying to convey over & over to all you Zen fans out there in Internets Land. And that is that there is no escape from interpersonal bullshit drama. People sometimes get this vision that they'll run off to some Zen temple or monastery and escape forever interpersonal bullshit drama. It won't happen. Never has. Never will. Forget it. This is one reason why Nishijima likes to expose all the interpersonal bullshit drama of Dogen Sangha to public view. It's far more honest than hiding it like most Buddhist groups do (you know who you are).

Sometimes when I read Dogen I notice that even he had to deal with this shit at his temples. You can see it in his talks to his monks. A lot of the hard to understand stuff in Shobogenzo and his other works can be traced to just this kind of stuff. You'll find it in Buddha's talks to his followers too. Don't let the arcane, ancient language fool you into believing those monks were not real people just like your idiot friends.

There should be a difference. And in the best of cases there actually is. But not that often. And the difference is that someone who does the practice should be aware of the fact that the drama is just drama and that it doesn't need to be quite so dramatic. The nasty thing that happens in Buddhist bullshit drama is that people go into passive aggressive mode. "Gassho, brother, (I hate your fucking guts) the Dharma, skillfull means, Compassion, blah-blah-blah (I'm sleeping with your girlfriend and I know you know and that's why I'm gonna do it again tonight), be well my brother, Gassho."

Gassho my fucking ASS. You know what? I propose a ban on ending e-mails with "gassho" or "deep bows" or any of that stupid passive aggressive hypocritical faux Buddhist bullshit. Banned forever! Done.

Sorry. Where was I? Oh yeah. Human drama. What to do? I wish I had an easy answer. I mostly ignore it as best I can. I also take sacrcastic people's sacrcasm at face value. Why thank you, this is a lovely pair of checkered bermuda shorts I'm wearing! Or whatever.

I gotta go do stuff. Enjoy life.

Gassho my dick.

58 comments:

aumeye said...

Jimi Imij is one of my favorite names, ever.

hoosteen said...

"any of that stupid passive aggressive hypocritical faux Buddhist bullshit"

This is how you describe a gesture of respect?

I'm not one of your blind Haters, Brad, but even from you this seems a bit much.

element said...

"Gassho my fucking ASS"

Brad, you speak out of my mouth! Let there be an end to all that ritualistic Bullshit. We didn't need that anymore. Let the Belifers/Fundamentalists of whatever Religion do that....

Rock the house
Markus

Brights

element said...

Brights:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brights_movement

A Strange Day said...

"This is how you describe a gesture of respect?"

I think he was more referring to how it is used on the internet than in the traditional sense.

I Love My Bodhi said...

I could not have said it better myself!

Gassho

Jinzang said...

Such a little thing
such a little thing
but the difference it made was grave
(Morrissey)

Never underestimate the value of the simplest kindness or sign of respect.

But you're right, it can become a mask for aggression or a cheap substitute for the real thing. But the answer is not to do away with politeness, but to make it sincere.

HezB said...

I'm going to finish this post with a text-based printed "gassho" and, without the follow-through physical act of actually using my self to do it, it seems pretty fucking pointless to me also.

Ah, what the hell, I just physically Gassho-ed to the computer screen: I can't know if this act was at all meaningful in reality. To presume that it was seems equally as arrogant as presuming that it wasn't.

To perform gassho with an attitude of non-meaning might be to do something a little special.

Gassho and Best Regards,

Harry.

Yueheng said...

Brad sounds like a cynical and angry man.

Gacha said...

Hey, would you be interested in speaking at a highschool for a club? I'm a student and part of a club where we have people come in and talk about themselves and their philosophies. I've read both of your books and am a big fan (no, I'm not the insta-converter, but I do like your 'nobullshit' kinda writing). We were kinda tryin to find people to talk so if you're interested contact me at Jetsetfitti@yahoo.com or The_get.up_kid@yahoo.com or Gacha.logo@gmail.com
(yea, I have many emails 'cuz I work @ seven different websites....... yea, I am a student..... no, I guess I don't have a life..... right.... anyway...)

aiight, keep doin what you do.

Anonymous said...

GASSHO motherfuckers! hahahahaha!
especially you brad warner sen-say!!! HAHAhahahaha!

-anonyMouse

(strikes again)

p.s. JiNZaNg: damn...once again, i couldnt of said it better. gassho brother.

Anonymous said...

I suspect Brad's patent pending 'no bullshit' style is pure bullshit :)

Anonymous said...

Brad - You are a great lamp in the world. Too bad it is a lava lamp. One thousand deep bows and single finger salute.

Gassho!

DB said...

Brad wrote, "Gassho my dick."

LOL! Now THAT'S a book title for your next tome. I'm still wiping tears from laughing.

dan said...

"Gassho my fucking ASS. You know what? I propose a ban on ending e-mails with "gassho" or "deep bows" or any of that stupid passive aggressive hypocritical faux Buddhist bullshit. Banned forever! Done."



WORD

Meghan said...

gassho my dick might be my new catchphrase.

probably.

it's definitely in a similar vein to "i'm just being honest."

and just as lame.

Anonymous said...

hey nishijima.. I didn't quite understand your last post! no matter. fuck you! I'm not into being polite. thanks Brad.

Anonymous said...

Brad, you're right on. The nonsense is everywhere.

There was this funny, sick humor cartoonist years ago by the name of John Callahan. (You could call him a punk rock cartoonist.)

He did a compare contract panel between New York City versus LA.

The panels are identical and show two guys walking past each other.

In the New York panel, one guy says 'Hello'. The other guy says 'Fuck you' and is actually thinking, 'Have a nice day')

In the LA panel, Guy #1 says 'Hello.' Guy #2 looks at him and says 'Have a nice day' while secretly thinking, 'Fuck you'.

I dont have the guts to even try residential practice at a Zen Center, because I already know I'd get in trouble. I look nicey nicey on the surface, but actually, am not nice at all. I just fake it real good.

Thank God for householder practice.

Mysterion said...
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Lone Wolf said...

Glad to hear that you've been rockin' north Ohio and with only a little "interpersonal bullshit drama."

Again, wish I could have made it up there. Maybe next time.

I never got into saying Gassho anyhoot...damn I just said it.

Anonymous said...

i really enjoy reading your stuff. as a hardcore atheist, Buddhism is probably one of the few philosophies that speaks to me on any level. i just doubt i could give it an honest shot and reach any understanding, and that just wouldn't be right.

im also a punk rocker, and my only passion and love in life is making movies, 'hardcore zen' really spoke to me =P.

-Jake Christ

keishin.ni said...

There's nothing wrong with gassho
it's just the assho's who do it
and shouldn't
and give gassho
a strangness
when I come across something, sudden and stunning: like the pattern of bark in a tree
that feeling is like gassho to me
and when the band comes back out for the encore
and play one, and then another
and they all walk off the stage and there is no more
that feels like a gassho too
I guess I'm just a gassho girl
It's another way to *kiss* *kiss* cheeks like they did in France when I was a kid, (do they still, even now?) It's a way to hug, when there is no touching. I guess it could be a salute, but it's non-military and it's not snappy.
In fact, my preference is a rather slow gassho--not a slow mo gassho, but why hurry it?
Brad himself has even returned my gasshos.
It's always made me laugh, his gassho's are sincere, but I get to see how silly-billy it is--like putting icing on top of icing--sweetness doesn't need more sweetening....or something like that.

As a habit, (and habits are extra baggage) I can get rid of this too. I don't have to gassho--outwardly, anyway.
But the inner gassho....that's a whole other matter,
and I'm stuck with it.
That's just a fact.

HezB said...
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Anonymous said...

In truth, there is no where to go.

I'll tell you what gassho means to me: it means this precious, unique moment, right here, right now.

As I gassho to the wall, to the room, to others with me about to sit for zazen, at the end of sitting...

This unique moment, never before has it arisen, and never will it arise again.

This is all

We could go gassho-ing about this all day, but we take arrivals and departures of each other's company to serve as markers for it...

>>cowpie

HezB said...

This is cult activity.

"The Master" calls the tune (in this case he is draped in 'right on' casual, 'hardcore' US ritual uniform)... and we suckers dance.

Religion is mostly our own shit, I'm not blaming anyone out there particularly. I don't believe Zazen to be part of that (or any) dance, thankfully.

But please don't be under the illusion that you are not being sucked into someone else's religion just because it looks as familiar and comfortable as a pair of ripped jeans and an old T-shirt.

We are replacing old conventions with a new dogma-of-the-age (via in the deeply human and deeply arrogant spirit of 'progression'). In reality we're really going nowhere. In Zazen we can get content with going nowhere. You don't need religion, old style or new, to work that one out.

So, do consider letting the 'Masters' carry their own weight.

Regards,

Harry.

gniz said...

Okay, so let me get this straight--when Brad says its important to be polite and to respect old wise people like Gudo--everyone says, "yeah, you tell 'em Brad."
Then, when he says, screw this polite BS like saying Gassho when you really dont mean it, everyone says "Good points Brad", "well said man."

So basically, whatever the fuck Brad says, many of you simply agree with it for the sake of agreeing with him.

Thats what I'm getting from these comments.

Maybe you all havent been reading Brad's work very long, btw, if you cant recall that early on he was very upset about people being impolite to his teacher Gudo, on Gudo's blog.


Aaron
www.gangstazen.blogspot.com

Anonymous said...

"This is cult activity.

"The Master" calls the tune (in this case he is draped in 'right on' casual, 'hardcore' US ritual uniform)... and we suckers dance.

Religion is mostly our own shit, I'm not blaming anyone out there particularly. I don't believe Zazen to be part of that (or any) dance, thankfully.

But please don't be under the illusion that you are not being sucked into someone else's religion just because it looks as familiar and comfortable as a pair of ripped jeans and an old T-shirt.

We are replacing old conventions with a new dogma-of-the-age (via in the deeply human and deeply arrogant spirit of 'progression'). In reality we're really going nowhere. In Zazen we can get content with going nowhere. You don't need religion, old style or new, to work that one out.

So, do consider letting the 'Masters' carry their own weight.

Regards,

Harry."


OK but what if you do actually happen to agree with what the master is saying?

gniz said...

Anon said: "OK but what if you do actually happen to agree with what the master is saying?"

What Hezb and myself (i think) are pointing to is Brad's fanboys' willingness to eat up whatever he says from one day to the next, regardless of how he seems to contradict himself so much.

I cant even recall how many times I've seen Brad write about the importance of how you treat others, speak, including being polite in general.

Suddenly, when it suits him, he rails against phoney baloney politeness and saying "gassho."

I actually sort of agree that saying Gassho or writing it can come across as a bit new age zenny.

But i still think he's hypocritical in pointing out the importance of politeness and treating others well on one hand, while he simultaneously insults and mocks people on the other.

HezB said...

Hi,

I don't know re. 'Masters', stop tyring to make another crap master out of me. Looking to someone else for means to the freedom you inherently possess is fucking wacky.

If you agree with masters then just agree with them I suppose... or don't.

It'll be no big deal when (if) you just drop all viewpoints when you sit Zazen.

Regards,

Harry.

other said...

Talk about human drama..

you do an interesting thing with your writing here. you switch back and forth between a big and little voice..

your big outer voice is polite, rational and traditional. your little inner voice is angry, fearful and rude.

when you are slipping back and forth between the two, it gets kind of hard to know where you are coming from, at times..

some of the people out there just embarrassingly agree with whatever you say. a few of them even agreed with what the fake brad was saying when he was making his nonsensical comments a few months back..

that was more than a little weird..

Anonymous said...

Let's see now....travel, sleep cycle disturbed, interpersonal drama stuff of family/friends...I'm going to guess he's not getting good quality vegetarian food either--I bet he's had to eat nachos and cheese and call it a meal--steamed white rice--and call it a meal, instant mashed potatoes and call it a meal...
Brad--get yourself some sleep, some real food. These interpersonal dramas assume different dimensions when the perspective comes from a rested, nutrient bathed body/mind.
I kind of like what you show us when the edges get frayed and raggedy--like holes in jeans and we get to see there are plaid boxers underneath.
I thank life for you being the human you are and thank you for giving us a 'heads up' as to what is just around the corner: holiday dramas full of family and friends, old classmates, haunts of our younger wanderings and wanderlusts. Lord help us all! Let's all make sure we get plenty enough sleep and eat what's right for us as best we can...
catch you all later, on the other side-- 1/1/2008!

Blake said...

I can totally relate to this post!

I have in the past found myself surrounded by "Namasters" who love answering questions by asking questions and pretending to be "spiritually advanced." All the while, they were completely submerged in human drama while they lied to everyone (especially themselves) about the existence of this drama. It got to the point to where anyone who would say or end their emails "namaste," would be avoided at all cost. I don't care if you have drama... hell, don't we all? But to pretend that YOU don't? And even worse, any drama was a misinterpretation of your "profound" action ("I'm sorry you can't handle having sex with me... I guess I'm just more spiritually in tuned with my sexuality than you are with yours")? Give me a fucking break!

I started ending emails with, "Namaste, Bitches!" I still think it has a great ring to it.

Jules said...

I started ending emails with, "Namaste, Bitches!" I still think it has a great ring to it.

beautiful
:-)

Mysterion said...

HezB sed...
"This is cult activity."

What is "this?"

Nevermind, everything is a cult activity - from hand washing before delivery to dropping a corpse in a casket into a pit in the ground.

The cool stuff is the folklore behind the writings of the cult. Ever wonder how many creation myths there were? Uncountable. Ever wonder how many Gods there were/are? Uncountable. Ever wonder how mant sons El had - YHWH is just one of many.

Ever wonder why nobility would run around pretending to be a stone-cutter?

Ofr a congressman as an elk or moose?

It cults!

Cult of Joan or Arc?

Attis of Ostia?

Cybele?

Cult of the Virgin Mary?

Cult of Bob?

And my very very favorite - the cult of the golden poop.

If there is just ONE THING that deserves celebration, it is the completion of a good healthy dump.

HezB said...

The Great Golden Poop did not put us on this earth to be constantly worried about explaining ourselves.

Asshoe,

Harry.

Anonymous said...

each one of us finds the occupation which most suits us--if that be constantly explaining, so be it--we sit zazen and find what is suitable
tootley--ootley (as gassho has been banished)

HezB said...

Put your humour gland back in.

Gas...ooh!

Harry.

some guy from new jersey said...

I haven't even finished reading this post, nor I have I read through the coments, as I see there already 37 of them ( in a row???).

Sadly, I'm braking one of my four agreements and assuming that the comment about "once you've gone Black) is going to raise holy high hell on this board.

And all I can remember about going black, and then never going back, is some silly thing we said as kids which was, of course based on a stereotype, but so was the fact that we thought, as kids, that if you put pop-rocks and soda in your mouth at the same time , you would die.

Oh the humanity.

some guy from new jersey said...

And then, of course, I read through the comments and there are absolutely no people who got their panties in a bunch about the going black comment.

And I am shamed. I have salivated, like the dog, at the racial stimulus that usually gets everyone's tits in a twit.

And for that, I spoon my knuckles.

Yudo said...

Jinzang wrote:
"But you're right, it can become a mask for aggression or a cheap substitute for the real thing. But the answer is not to do away with politeness, but to make it sincere."

There are areas of the world, like Ireland, where they tend to be insulting and bothersome as a means of being friendly... I forget the English name of it. Old Zen Masters would meet calling each other "Hello old scum bag!" On the net, it is quite easy to be misunderstood with much less dangerous stuff. People are always so ready to jump at any perceived or imagined slight. I think that those who write gassho every two words while obviously meaning anything but it could correspond to what Brad writes. As for those who are sincere, it's funny, but they don't usually write gassho... Funny, eh?

Keishin.ni wrote
"It's another way to *kiss* *kiss* cheeks like they did in France when I was a kid, (do they still, even now?)

Oh, we still do. Main problem always being: is it two (Paris and most places) is it three (Montpellier and some others) or is it four (Lille and North regions). But girls kiss while men shake hands (the French shake hands everyday), and men kiss their children and real good friends.
Hence Yehuda's kiss to Yehoshua...

Anonymous said...

“Human drama. What to do? I wish I had an easy answer. I mostly ignore it as best I can. I also take sacrcastic people's sacrcasm at face value.”

Your comments/advice are incredibly helpful in dealing with my father who is dying of cancer. Thank you for your teaching.

Roberto

HezB said...

"There are areas of the world, like Ireland, where they tend to be insulting and bothersome as a means of being friendly... I forget the English name of it."

Yudo,

Are you thinking of the term "slagging".

Religious, and other, idealists can't generally get their simple little intellects around it.

Regards,

Harry.

dood said...

Brad -

I love it - i've been annoyed with

"gassho"
"namaste"
etc.

for quite a while - really - almost like signing your message like this:

yours in douchebaggery,
dood

Anonymous said...

If you don't get what Brad is saying, more practice is necessary!

Anonymous said...

Namaste, gassho, these are just words. Why are you so attached to words?

gniz said...

"If you don't get what Brad is saying, more practice is necessary!"

God i hope whoever said that is joking.

thats laughable.

sometimes people disagree regardless of how much practicing theyve done.

Seth said...

Apparently, internets...

BRAD WARNR IS SERYS BIZNESS.

Colinski said...

Gasshole

Mysterion said...

Chill out.

Mizugori onegaishimasu

Read THIS again.

Anonymous said...

WooHoo!!
New SG article
zenisnotpunkpunkisnotzen
enjoy!
tootley--ootley

Anonymous said...

WooHoo!!
New SG article
zenisnotpunkpunkisnotzen
enjoy!
tootley--ootley

Mysterion said...

Perhaps the best song-poem ever penned.

1. Bedoin tribes* ascending
from the egg into the flower,
alpha information sending
state within the heaven shower
from disciples the unending
subtleties of river power.
They slip inside this house as they pass by.

2. If your limbs begin dissolving
in the water that you tread,
all surroundings are evolving
in the stream that clears your head,
find yourself a caravan
like Noah must have led,
and slip inside this house as you pass by.

3. Slip inside this house as you pass by.
True conception, knowing why,
brings even more than meets the eye.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

4. In this dark we call creation
we can be and feel and know
from an effort, comfort station,
that's surviving on the go.
There's infinite survival in
the high baptismal glow.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

5. There is no season when you are grown.
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown.
There is no reason to rise alone.
Other stories given have sages of their own.

6. Live where your heart can be given,
and your life starts to unfold
in the forms you envision
in this dream that's ages old.
On the river layer is the only sayer.
You receive all you can hold,
like you've been told.

7. Every day's another dawning.
Give the morning winds a chance.
Always catch your thunder yawning.
Lift your mind into the dance.
Sweep the shadows from your awning.
Shrink the fourfold circumstance
that lies outside this house.
Don't pass it by.

8. Higher worlds that you uncover
light the path you want to roam.
You compare there and discover
You won't need a shell of foam.
Twice born gypsies care and keep
the nowhere of their former home.
They slip inside this house as they pass by.

9. Slip inside this house as you pass by.
You think you can't, you wish you could.
I know you can, I wish you would
slip inside this house as you pass by.

10. Four and twenty birds of Maya
baked into an atom you
polarized into existence,
magnet heart from red to blue:
to such extent, the realm of dark
within the picture it seems true,
but slip inside this house and then decide.

11. All your lightning waits inside you.
Travel it along your spine.
Seven stars receive your visit.
Seven seals remain divine:
seven churches filled with spirit,
treasure from the angels' mine.
Slip inside this house as you pass by.

12. Slip inside this house as you pass by
The space you make has your own laws.
No longer human gods are cause.
The center of this house will never die.

13. There is no season when you are grown.
You are always risen from the seeds you've sown.
There is no reason to rise alone.
Other stories given have sages of their own.

14. Draw from the well of unchanging.
Its union nourishes on
in the right re-arranging
till the last confusion is gone.
Water-brothers trust in the ultimust
of the always singing song they pass along.

15. One-eyed men aren't really reigning.
They just march in place until
two-eyed men with mystery training
finally feel the power fill.
Three-eyed men are not complaining.
They can yo-yo where they will.
They slip inside this house as they pass by.
Don't pass it by.

From HERE with concise description.

Ellen said...

damn.

well i sure wouldn't run off to a Zen blog to escape interpersonal bullshit drama.

practice in a Zen monastery would be a pressure cooker. imagine all us commentators here practicing in a monastery together.

wow.

Mysterion said...

Ellen said...
"practice in a Zen monastery would be a pressure cooker."

Simplicity... monastic life has a component of simplicity. Yes, it is scheduled... meditations (Zazen, standing, walking). Yes there is chanting (I noticed you missed all the afternoon activities...) and chores...
But the words "pressure cooker" do not come to mind. Detachment is a word that comes to mind. Stuff gets done, but it is not 'you' doing it. With detachment from self comes true liberation. When I see tattoos and piercing, I sometimes wonder.

Clatskanie, OR
New York
Minnesota

"I also noticed that as you go to sleep the ideas continue, but they
become less and less logically interconnected. You don't notice that they're
not logically connected until you ask yourself, "What made me think of
that?" and you try to work your way back, and often you can't remember what
the hell did make you think of that!
So you get every illusion of logical connection, but the actual fact is
that the thoughts become more and more cockeyed until they're completely
disjointed, and beyond that, you fall asleep.
After four weeks of sleeping all the time, I wrote my theme, and
explained the observations I had made. At the end of the theme I pointed out
that all of these observations were made while I was watching myself fall
asleep, and I don't really know what it's like to fall asleep when I'm not
watching myself. I concluded the theme with a little verse I made up, which
pointed out this problem of introspection:

I wonder why. I wonder why.
I wonder why I wonder.
I wonder why I wonder why
I wonder why I wonder!"
From here

Anonymous said...

What, was I thinking?
What was, I thinking?
What was I, thinking?
What was I thinking?

Ellen said...

"(I noticed you missed all the afternoon activities...) "

I'm not sure I get it - I've never been on a retreat w/you - I've been on a few retreats in other places than the mro.org ones you list, and I never miss an afternoon activity.

Or was that note kinda like a generic example of the kind of stuff that people think on retreat - thoughts about other practitioners?

That's what I meant about pressure cooker - a retreat can press all the practitioner's concepts and projections right out there in the foreground (cuz there's that not much going on), where they can be clearly seen for what they are.

and cheerfully seen thru.

Anonymous said...

ellen: well, at least SEEN through. cheerfully or not.

and gosh darnit, that's a good thing!

^___^

-anonyMouse

p.s. brad, how bout rock and rolling all day, and partying every night?

no?

damn....

Frank said...

I don't know.